Idols

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You're my hazardous fixation

     I'm your turbid dreams come true

In this world of our creation

     we are free to rule


You're the all-hailed great pretender

     I'm the upstart drama queen

Deftly pitching our agenda

     Champions of the scene


You can feed my lust for power

     I can tend your shallow pride

More exalted by the hour

     Idols side by side


You're the demon on my shoulder

     I'm the voice inside your head

Unchecked, we grow ever bolder

     Reason left for dead


Riding high on deep delusion

     Forcing one another's hand

Bound within our own illusion

     we've begun to end


Racing fate and chasing glory

     up the path of no return

All this world will bow in mourning

     when we crash and burn


12/19

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